Though the two of them no longer have a blood relationship now, in the eyes of outsiders, they have been close siblings for thirty years. It's only been a short while since that changed, and now they're holding hands and flaunting their relationship. Isn't this just asking for gossip?
The housekeeper thought about this as he walked outside.
Qi Ming stood outside the door, waiting quietly. Qi Miao nestled beside him, deliberately leaning against him.
On this early spring night, the temperature was not high, and with the strong wind tonight, it was quite cold if you stood for too long.
Qi Ming felt Qi Miao leaning into his arms, so he extended his hand to protect her, feeling her body cold from standing in the cold wind for so long. Thinking about his family members who were enjoying the warmth of the heated mansion at this moment, Qi Ming felt a sense of injustice.